


"What Does It Mean to Move?"
Available as giclee print and greeting card
Details:
Giclee print: 230 gsm matte archival art paper
Greeting card: Laser print cards using 100# matte paper with envelope included
This piece was created when confrontation of new health issues for myself collided with witnessing the decline of my mother's health and the end of her life here after years of living with Alzheimer's. As my mother's ability to walk changed from unsteady to wheelchair-bound to bedridden, I thought much about the freedom that mobility allows, especially when coming from our own volition. Every morning as I walked in the predawn light, I offered gratitude that my legs could still carry me. Faced with changes in our health is a stark reminder that we are not guaranteed smooth sailing, making it vital to remember that every day is precious. I think of the many that lost freedom of movement as I worked as a social worker in nursing homes and hospice and as I watched my Mama lose hers. I was inspired daily by those who could keep a sense of humor, perspective, gratitude, and open, loving energy, despite their restrictions— such gifts they shared. This energy and awareness fueled this piece, whose foundational macro photograph was of handmade art glass, which I had in my collection for the making of stained glass. I thought about how glass is made, the solid crystals becoming fluid when heated, and how they form an unknown composition until the hand of the artist helps direct them before they cool. May we all retain some choice in how we move about in our lives.
Available as giclee print and greeting card
Details:
Giclee print: 230 gsm matte archival art paper
Greeting card: Laser print cards using 100# matte paper with envelope included
This piece was created when confrontation of new health issues for myself collided with witnessing the decline of my mother's health and the end of her life here after years of living with Alzheimer's. As my mother's ability to walk changed from unsteady to wheelchair-bound to bedridden, I thought much about the freedom that mobility allows, especially when coming from our own volition. Every morning as I walked in the predawn light, I offered gratitude that my legs could still carry me. Faced with changes in our health is a stark reminder that we are not guaranteed smooth sailing, making it vital to remember that every day is precious. I think of the many that lost freedom of movement as I worked as a social worker in nursing homes and hospice and as I watched my Mama lose hers. I was inspired daily by those who could keep a sense of humor, perspective, gratitude, and open, loving energy, despite their restrictions— such gifts they shared. This energy and awareness fueled this piece, whose foundational macro photograph was of handmade art glass, which I had in my collection for the making of stained glass. I thought about how glass is made, the solid crystals becoming fluid when heated, and how they form an unknown composition until the hand of the artist helps direct them before they cool. May we all retain some choice in how we move about in our lives.